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I've always found beards to be annoying - but I am going to assume that this won't be for too long.

It's strange. I am not used to seeing him so old. Last time I saw him face to face he was perhaps half this age. But his eyes aren't much different than they were back then. Still that vivid blue. It is unsettling to see them reflected in the mirror back at me. I have to admit it fills me with sadness - and yes, regret - for what I could have had. Now, I know that might sound selfish but I think I understand something more of what I did now. How it affected everything and everyone.

No false bravado. I made a mistake - I made a lot of mistakes. Many I was loathe to admit, even to myself.

I am done.

I am ready to move on.

It must be my time soon, if not now.